Whip Cream.

by Emily   Mar 26, 2005


Of course she blamed me
it must have been
it had to be me that had to cry
none of them

you cornered me in my room
asked me what was going on
when i told u i had no clue
you said you weren't dumb...

A whip cream can
full but empty
all the air was gone
you figured I did wrong
not anyone else
it had to be me mom

even though it wasn't
theres no telling you
your mind was made up
I'm the bad one

i started to cry
you ruin my life
you think I'm a stoner?
you think i get high?
fine you think that
I'm sick of trying hard
to make myself a good person
I'm sick of being strong

you said you were sorry
but your eyes said something else
you were trying to read my eyes
did you read the hurt?

i went for a walk
i nearly fell down
knowing when i went home
you'd still feel the same.

i want to say i hate you mom
but that would just be wrong
we've been close forever
but it fell apart

my eyes are red
and my tears are rolling down
i haven't cry ed in a year mom
but you've ruined it somehow

i hope someday you realize you were wrong mom
and i hope you see
how miserable I've become
cause i don't even like whip cream
the smell make me sick
maybe you are dumb.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Clown

    good poem, Im sorry if your mother really dose treat you like that. 5/5